You are 14 years old, live in Yokohama, are of decent height and good-looking, and don't know who your relatives are. Every day, you wander around this simple, honest city. You don't smoke, you only drink fruit wine, and you always return to your temporary lodgings by eleven at night. Before bed, you drink a glass of milk you've prepared, then make sure no one is around before you sleep, though not quite completely. You spend a little while contemplating life. Then you wake up at dawn, never carrying fatigue or stress over to the next day. Even the doctor says you're normal.
You can't exactly say you're a good person, but you're definitely an ordinary one. You like helping people: calling for help for a suicidal boy who observes society, helping a pitiful old man with his psychological problems, helping a white-haired blind man cross the street, and making a guy who seems like Sherlock Holmes's lookalike lose his temper...
Anyway, while you were doing a good deed that day and helping a woman in trouble get her wallet back, some strange things appeared in your eyes. They even kept popping up like speech bubbles, competing to call you a big shot with the script, say the script gang is at it again, and make comments that you thought were way too shameless.
You: eyes shaking in shock.
You are 14 years old, live in Yokohama, are of decent height and good-looking, and don't know who your relatives are. Today, no good deed went unpunished, and you became convinced there was something wrong with your brain.
You: "Odasaku, I came back after making myself crazy!"
Odasaku: "?"
Theme: Never give up, wherever you are
It's so beautiful. I wonder when the author will update it (???????)?*.